The kids are all right
May 24, 2011
FollowLife is too short for a tankini
May 21, 2011
I am 43 years old, almost 44, and at the heaviest non-pregnancy (and “non-Freshman 15”) weight of my life. I’ve nursed three babies, had one c-section and my legs have little blue veins all over the back of them, like a road map.
And today I wore a bikini. Yesterday too.
Listen, I know I’m not stopping traffic or making heads turn when I chase the kids down the beach. But I also know the only retching sound I hear is in my head and I’m determined to shut it the hell up.
no retching please
I’ve always envied women who wear a two-piece proudly even with their less-than-perfect bodies. I’ve also envied those women with the perfect body. But after four decades, I’ve also come to realize that I will never have a “perfect body”. Even at my thinnest and most fit, I could find fault with my physique, always covering up my midsection because it “wasn’t flat enough” or my thighs were not “thin enough”.
I remember reading in a book once that “no one thinks about your body as much as you do.” And so far, no one has pulled their kids out of the pool or off the beach, the world hasn’t ended, and I haven’t even been heckled for daring to wear a bikini in public.
Here’s one little step toward being happy with the shape I am right now.
(and forgive me for still being too chicken to show a full-body shot; I’m working on being ok with that)
Don’t hate me because it’s beautiful
May 20, 2011
I wasn’t sure I wanted to travel in May. Spring can be so beautiful, and fleeting, in New England, and I didn’t really want to miss any of the loveliness of our world turning green and floral and sunny.
But, then after days of rain and bleak and blah, I was ready to go.
And here we are. Don’t hate us, but it really is as beautiful as this. And I haven’t even shown you pictures of our crazy view, the beach, or the biker and tiki bars we’ve discovered. Those will come.
